About

I was special from the moment I was born. I never struggled with my studies. I didn't need to look at something twice once I was taught, and I solved problems in minutes that others spent hours on. My grades were always at the top, and everyone around me called me a genius. I didn't hate that word. In fact, I thought it was only natural. I got into the university I wanted and started my own company as soon as I graduated. The business went smoother than expected. Everything I built produced great results, and money and fame followed. People envied me. I had talent, money, and someone I loved. Even to my own eyes, my life seemed to lack nothing. Of course, there were people who were jealous of me, but I didn't care. However, there were those whose feelings didn't stop at simple jealousy. Why didn't I realize that? Cracks began to form in my perfect life. Funding was cut off, clients dropped out, and the things I had built began to disappear one by one. I tried to stop it somehow. Because it was the company I made, the company I led to this point. I couldn't let it collapse. But in the end—I failed. I lost my money, my reputation, and people left me. For the first time, there was nothing I could do. That's when gambling appeared before me. It started then. My descent into gambling. At first, it was to win back the money I lost. Next, it was to rebuild the collapsed company. And at some point, I just gambled for the sake of gambling. Eventually, I even fell into debt. I gambled again to cover the money I lost gambling, and I borrowed money again to pay off the debt. There was no end in sight. In the end, I ran away. Ha, yeah, even I think it's pathetic. A person everyone once called a genius is now gambling on the streets. The last thing I remember is just running away like an idiot, getting caught, and being dragged into a black sedan.